#kyle x rosa

[manesalex]

Every Alex Manes Scene (237/?)

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[meowmeowriley]

@sergeantwoods Sorry for the long wait, but here's the mer!AU

Think I'll call it Fish Out of the Sea

Ghost x Soap, blacktip reef shark mer!Soap, human Ghost, fluff, getting together (kinda)

Ficlet after the cut 😘

"No."

John sighed, he didn't seem surprised by Shepherd's hard rejection, but he kept trying. Simon had to give props to the fishing boat Captain. "You have the best mer rehabilitation facility in the country. It'd be a shame not to use it."

"You said you had a mermaid. That's not a fucking mermaid, John."

"I said I had an injured mer." He repeated himself from their earlier conversation.

"I'm not taking that thing into my facility."

"He needs help-"

"He's hideous, and aggressive." Shepherd barked. "That thing keeps lashing out, it'll scare patrons, attack my staff, and if that *thing* touches my mermaids, tries to mate with them, I'll have it put down."

"Mers are actually matriarchal, sir." The mer expert, Kyle, finally spoke up. "I've never worked with a shark mer before, but I do know he won't mess with Kate or Rosa, because they won't want him. Since they're together."

"Kyle. For the last time, the mermaids aren't lesbians. They're just fish." Shepherd was one of those who thought of mers as lesser than humans. Obviously.

Simon was standing near the door. No one had noticed him sneak in, but when he'd overheard that the mer was a shark variant, he'd needed to see it. Now, seeing the poor thing huddled in the corner of it's transport tank, curled in on itself, he felt so bad for it. He watched, any time someone went near it it flared out it's dorsal and pectoral fins. It would gnash it's teeth and charge the glass. All signs of aggression in a shark but... as soon as it finished its display it was right back to the furthest corner from the humans. It kept peeking at them over it's own shoulder when it thought they weren't looking. He quietly crept closer.

He took in it's markings, gray on it's back, white on its belly, black tips to it's fins. Claspers on its pelvic fins. A male blacktip reef shark then. His inferior end was all shark, something Simon was very familiar with, as he took care of all of the sharks here at the aquarium, several of them blacktips. His superior end, or top half, he supposed a visitor would (incorrectly) consider it, was new and interesting to him. Though he was vaguely humanoid, his skin was all two tones white and gray, like his tail. He had a wedge shaped snout in place of a human nose, a wider mouth with jagged teeth. Slitted eyes, and a black tipped fin atop his head that reminded Simon of a mohawk. Webbed gray and white hands with black claws rubbed up and down it's own arms in a self soothing gesture. One forearm had an odd angle to it, probably the injury that landed him here.

He retreated from the tank quietly before speaking, interrupting the squabbling of the other men. "He looks like a reef shark to me." Everyone else jumped. "Blacktip reef sharks aren't aggressive. Sure they can get a little iffy during feeding, but they're more curious than anything."

"He's been charging the glass, Ghost." Simon managed to suppress his eye roll at Shepherd's nickname for him. They all called him that here. "Fuck you mean 'not aggressive', you don't know mers."

"No, but I know sharks. He's injured, and defensive. You ever think he doesn't like us because it was something shaped like us that broke his arm?" John winced, he obviously felt bad about it. Not like he could've know he'd caught the mer in his net, but it was nice to see some accountability from a fisherman for once.

"Well we can't communicate with him, so he'll stay scared and defensive." If Simon didn't love the sharks, he would've left this place a long time ago because Shepherd was an absolutely abrasive cunt.

"Kate and Rosa can. And their English is excellent." Kyle spoke up again. "We have them pass on the message of our intentions, and Ghost and I tag team his rehabilitation." Of course he uses the dumb nickname too. "It's the perfect plan! And an incredible opportunity to be one of two aquariums to actually work with a shark mer. The novelty of something so rare will bring in patrons." Kyle was really leaning into Shepherd's true interests here, bringing up money.

Shepherd was quiet for a moment and then, "If anything happens, you're both fired." He then stormed out of the room.

"Thanks, Gaz."

"Of course, Cap."

Now the three of them had to get the shark mer into an appropriate tank.

***

They had initially tried to put him in with the other mers, but he'd seen the sharks in the tank across the hall and told Kate he wanted to be with his own kind. That would make Simon's job easier, anyway. Kate had explained that they needed to put a cast on his arm, and Rosa had wrestled it onto him, since the humans couldn't get too close. They decided to name him John, after Captain Price, calling him Johnny affectionately. Gaz explained to Ghost that part of rehabbing Johnny would be gaining his trust, teach him to communicate. To release him without a way to communicate could lead to him attacking humans and being a problem down the road.

Simon had a plan: ignore him. He was a reef shark, his own curiosity would get him to open up. It took a week.

Simon would feed his sharks from a catwalk above their tank, for safety reasons, dropping their food in in the mornings before they opened their doors. No need to scare any children. For the first week, any time he passed by, Johnny would posture aggressively and gnash his teeth, before snatching up his food and swimming off. When Ghost would gear up and go in the water for his evening shows, Johnny stayed far away. At night, Gaz and his mers would move over and Ghost would mostly just observe as the girls tried to teach Johnny how to speak, and he petulantly ignored them, with a little pout on his face as he refused to even make eye contact with them. It was cute.

The first time he tried to speak was also the first time Simon saw him raise his head above the surface. He seemed frantic. "HAAAH!" He startled a bit at what was most likely the first time he ever used his lungs to breath air. "HAAAAH! AH! YAAH!" he was waving with his good arm. Stretching it out towards the platform between his tank and that of the other mers, thrashing his tail with his fins tucked in. Very distressed. Simon went to check, to see what could possibly be bothering him so much, when he found their elusive fourth mer. Simon had only seen Gary once. Gaz called him Roach, because he hid in the tiniest cracks in the reef in their enclosure, why on earth the isopod mer was on the platform, and not in the water, was beyond him, but he couldn't let the poor thing suffer. He had several of his little legs caught in a grate. Simon spent some time disentangle him. He tossed the infant sized mer into the nearest tank, which happened to be the shark tank, with Johnny. The larger mer immediately dove to catch him. He stroked Roach's antennae back like one would the hair of a small child, a soothing motion. Clearly not as much of a loner as he pretended to be. From then on the little isopod mer could be found clinging to Johnny's sides or fins with his many little periopods more often than not. After that, it seemed that Gary encouraged Johnny's more curious side. The mer's language was mostly outside of the human range of hearing, but Simon occasionally caught clicks, whistles or hums shared between the two.

Simon had left a bucket with soap close to the edge once, the two mers were clearly curious about it, but he didn't think anything would come of it. Which is why it was such a surprise when Johnny stuck a webbed hand in and scooped some out, popping it immediately into his mouth. Simon knew it wasn't enough to harm him, which is why he couldn't help but laugh at the poor creatures misfortune as it sputtered and writhed, making bubbles. While laughing he let his guard down, and was surprised when something struck him, knocking him off the catwalk and into the tank. He opened his eyes and looked around, seeing only Roach, floating downward, listing side to side, tiny head in his tiny hands. He surfaced to see Johnny. "Did you just throw him at me?!" Johnny sunk down so only his eyes and cranial fin were above the water. The little shit. "Not cool, Soap!" He forced his palm out towards the mer, sending a spray of water its way. That seemed to really break down the mer's walls.

Johnny started approaching while Simon would try and clean the tank. At first, darting away if Simon caught sight of him. Eventually however, he would get closer and simply observe. He'd watch Simon work at cleaning the glass or vacuuming the sand at the bottom. It was fun to see shark behavior and mer behavior collide. If Simon sat something down, Johnny would pick it up, and without a doubt if he could get it in his hands, it would end up in his mouth.

There was a small crowd, a child's birthday party had been held over by Gaz's mer tank, the girls were always a hit with the kids, and the little show they put on with Gaz was actually pretty funny. They'd harass him as he pretended to try and do his chores. Slapstick comedy was good for all ages.

Simon had his own show with his sharks, but it wasn't for a few more hours. He was actually just trying to clean. Apparently his cleaning sponge had caught Johnny's attention, as the mer had swam up and was watching him intently. He kept inching forward, eventually crowding Simon against the glass while reaching for his sponge. "Oi!" He said into his respirator, not that anyone could hear him. He shoved Johnny away and kept trying to cleaning, but the persistent bastard just kept coming back. He could vaguely see the crowd observing them through the glass. They were probably laughing. When he'd had enough, he got an idea. He turned when Johnny got close again and placed one hand on his dorsal fin and the other on the underside of his snout. He began to rub at the sensitive underside of the mer's snout, and just like his sharks, the mer entered a state of tonic immobility. He repositioned Johnny, nose down tail to the surface, Johnny's arms hung limply down past his head. Simon quickly withdrew his hands and watched as the mer continued to float for a bit, before blinking vigorously. He shook his head before righting himself, and slapped his tail into Simon's chest as he practically fled to his little cave at the other end of the tank. When he surfaced later, Gaz informed him that the kids were raving about how cool the 'shark guys' were.

Simon had to admit that Johnny was growing on him. He looked forward to seeing him each day. Johnny began trying to get Simon to swim with him. He'd grab Simon's arms and try to pull him into the water when he was on land, or he'd push Simon away from the glass and his cleaning supplies, towards the open water. Sometimes Simon would indulge him, and the two of them would make laps around the tank.

Simon realized, when Johnny began posturing towards the sharks and getting territorial about him towards them, that Johnny was attempting to court him. Worse, he couldn't bring himself to try and put an end to the behavior either. Johnny was getting touchy, he'd run his hands along Simon's sides or chest, in much the same way Simon would to per his sharks, but it felt different. He would push Simon until he floated horizontally in the water, then drape himself across the man.

Simon knew he was getting himself into some deep shit, but he couldn't help the small voice in the back of his head that urged him to reach out, to cradle the mer's rubbery cheeks in his hands. He wanted to kiss him. He was fucked.

***

I hope you liked it! Ngl, I really liked this one. If you don't mind, I might expand on this and make it a multi-chapter fic over on AO3? I wanna explore more of society's reaction to mers, specifically interspersed relationships and where this could go. Let me know what you think, and thanks for the idea!

[pricesugarwife]

El Caribe somos tú y yo | Latin!Reader x Kyle “Gaz” Garrick

AVISO:

Latin!Reader. Intenté neutralizar ciertos aspectos para que todos los lectores latinos puedan sentirse identificados y aunque no somos una población homogénea, hay ciertos aspectos que nos distinguen.

Este lector es moreno/negro, tiene cabello rizado. Encaja más con el latino caribeño.

Se los dedico a todas mis hermosas hermanas. ❤️

—

El atardecer pintaba la asombrosa vista que tenías delante. El rosa contrastaba los anaranjados y amarillos que estallaban en las esponjosas nubes, uniéndose con la marea azul del horizonte. Era tan maravilloso que te deleitabas en esa obra maestra, sintiendo la arena entre tus dedos con cada paso que dabas y continuabas dejando tus huellas en la capa húmeda del suelo, adornándola junto a las conchas de mar que arrastraban las olas.

Cuando el sol, el protagonista de la escena se posó justo en el medio del paisaje, te detuviste y te sentaste sobre una roca, que también daba sombra por el cocotero que se mecía vehemente al ritmo de la brisa. La sal, el coco y la vainilla, junto al aroma a protector solar te hacían sentir como en casa, porque ahí habías nacido, esa era tu amada tierra, como una sirena que siempre busca consuelo en el agua.

El delgado tirante rojo de tu traje de baño cayó, dejando el hombro al descubierto y la piel se te erizó, respirando profundo mientras permanecías atrapada en el circo de colores y recuerdos de tu adultez temprana, hasta que una fuerte mano acarició tu espalda baja y la otra acomodaba la prenda antes de que tus pesados pechos cayeran al descubierto.

“Este lugar es tan mágico y maravilloso”

El susurro de Kyle hizo cosquillas en la piel de tu cuello, derritiéndote en sus brazos cuando amasó tus lujosas caderas que apenas eran cubiertas por el vestido de redecilla, el mismo que te había arrebatado horas antes cuando te hizo el amor debajo del sol abrasador del Caribe y las caóticas olas de tu pueblo.

“Por eso quería que lo conocieras, porque amarlo es como amar un pedazo de mí”

Tu voz era como canto de sirena para Kyle, convirtiéndolo en un humilde marinero que se dejaba llevar hasta lo profundo del mar por un simple beso de tus labios llenos y rojos por el labial de sandía que aplicabas religiosamente a cada rato. Y cuando suspiraste profundamente, sus palmas cubiertas de callos por el trabajo, subieron por todo tu torso moreno, que brillaba bajo los escasos rayos de sol y te hacían resplandecer como una diosa a sus ojos.

Los bucles desordenados se mecían con el viento, provocando que Kyle se tomara el tiempo de peinarte en una moño bajo y poder observar tu hermoso rostro, cubierto de curiosas pecas que apenas eran distinguidas por tu tostada piel pero seguía allí como estrellas.

“Podrías llevarme al lugar más frío y estéril de Siberia, pero seguiría amándote, regándote como una cayena para que nunca dejes de florecer”

Te sonrió, con esa misma sonrisa de dientes blancos que te había cautivado cuando lo viste en aquel festival hacía años, mucho antes de convertirte en su mujer, mucho antes de haberse retirado, mucho antes de haber dejado su vida en Inglaterra.

Ahora Kyle era del Caribe tanto como tú, porque su cabello había crecido y sus rizos se enroscaban en tus dedos, su piel brillaba dorada por el sol y olía a coco, sal y limón, como le gustaba su bebida.

Kyle era del Caribe, pero sobre todo, era tuyo.

[sanguine-salvation]

🔪 statistical character personality test. take the linked quiz from the perspective of your character, then select 5 - 10 results from the complete matches list that you feel resonate with your character the most.

Selina Kyle (Gotham): 89% Mystique (X-Men): 88% Natalie (Yellowjackets): 86% The Joker (The Dark Knight): 85% Maleficent (Maleficent): 85% Yennefer (The Witcher): 85% April Ludgate (Parks and Recreation): 83% Dr. Hannibal Lecter (The Silence of the Lambs): 83% Ursula (The Little Mermaid): 83% Amy Elliott Dunne (Gone Girl): 83% Cassie Thomas (Promising Young Woman): 83% Kate Austen (LOST): 82% Louise Belcher (Bob's Burgers): 82% Villanelle (Killing Eve): 81% Rosa Diaz (Brooklyn Nine-Nine): 81%

// I just had to go to 15 because some of these are so hilarious in context

Note: I tried to select ones I was most familiar with, but I have not seen ALL of these! Tell me what you think!

Tagged by || @themckaytriarchy (thank youuuu) Tagging || @zigg--muses, @oflostinfound, @babydxhl, @katarinawilliams,

@bleedinghearth, @elisethetraveller, @thewomanwholaughed, @the-arkham-librarian,

@arkhamcalamity

AND WHOEVER ELSE WANTS TO PLEASE I NEED TO SEE YOUR LISTS SO BADLY THIS WAS SO FUN, TAG ME SO I CAN SEE

[thesquidkid]

Who says science isn't exciting?

4x09 Wild Wild West

(Yes this science meta will be finished one day, I am just very slow)

For context in this episode, Liz just inhaled some of the alien dust and is now in Deep Sky for treatment. I will not really dive into the logistics of Liz's mindscape as this is not the purpose of this meta, and for the sake of my sanity I will not attempt to understand and explain how the alien mist works.

Disclaimer: I am still not a biologist, I only have a weird passion of looking up niche things on wikipedia. If anything is wrong or unclear, feel free to reach out, I love talking about all things science related!

The first science word in this episode is said by Michael, talking about how to help Liz:

"We need to find the naloxone."

Naloxone is a medication used to reverse or reduce the effects of opioids, by reversing the decline of the nervous and respiratory systems due to opioids [x].

As Michael says, according to Kyle, it will reverse the effects of the drug Liz took. However, as Rosa points out, naloxone will reverse the effect of opioids, there is no guarantee that it will work on Liz, as there is no guarantee that the alien mist that Liz inhaled ressembles opioids.

Further in the episode, Heath shows up and starts talking about science. He explains all he does, and there really isn't much for me to add since he says it all himself:

"Well, I can't be sure until I run some more tests, but... cold hands, fever, rash-- it could be autoimmune. [...] Meaning that the mist could be causing her body to attack itself. I'm gonna give her some steroids. It should suppress the immune response. Well, at least, in normal circumstances."

After injecting the steroids, nothing much happens, so Heath goes to the lab to cook something stronger. As Michael said, "alien toxins call for alien cures". What I love about Heath is that he explains what he does, and he doesn't say made up words. The next thing he says is

"Well, the drսg has latched on to Liz's nerve receptors. Somehow it's managed to trick her immune system into thinking that her own nerves are actually foreign bodies. Which would be an easy fix, if I had a way to camouflage alien proteins inside human biology. Unfortunately, NYU hasn't quite gotten there yet."

He establishes the problem, explains his solution and he mentions how human science cannot solve alien problems. What a great guy.

And that's pretty much it for this episode, I'll try to get the next meta done soon.

[loadedberetta]

Sub Rosa - Chapter 2

Simon "Ghost" Riley x OC Diana

word count: 2.7k

warnings: accidental pregnancy, angst, military, the boys get wounded as a result of Ghost's cockup, MDNI (eventual adult themes & smut), SPOILER FREE for MW3

synopsis: Diana is home. she is safe. but Simon's thoughts just can't settle.

Part 1 // Part 3 // masterlist

a/n: the Latin theme continues, Diana becomes her own person, and so does Simon. Soap and the Captain get shot, as a result of Ghost being bullheaded. they're both okay I promise you.

Chapter 2 - Part 1

Qui totum vult totum perdit - He who wants everything, will lose everything

He was awake already and heard the plane leave.

The air was still, the breeze had retreated in fear of the morning sun that didn't yet show itself, the promise of a sunrise threat enough.

He rubbed his eyes and sat up in bed, the moonlight licking jagged stripes on this uncovered, scarred skin.

Common alarm reverberated through his skull an hour and a half later, while he scribbled another page full in a notebook he dug out from below mountains of papers lazying around on his desk.

Breakfast was the usual, but still, something felt off.

The Captain talked to him.

He earned singular, questioning gazes from his teammates.

"I don't need to worry about you, yes?" The Captain asked him from afar.

Simon recentered himself and answered his Captain sitting opposite him at the table. People carried on eating and chatting around them.

"No, not at all."

"She's your wife, after all."

"Don't." He found himself saying despite the need to keep a low profile about his marriage.

"Simon." The Captain shifted in his seat. "She's home. You're here, and we need you here. Got that?"

He nodded. Something gnawed at his insides, but he could still hide it.

Later that day, one of the Sergeants found him in the gym.

"Ghost." The Sergeant muttered as he stepped into the large room.

"Gaz." Came the reply.

They exercised in silence for a while. The gym was one of the few rooms, sunken into the ground more than halfway, that remained at a relatively bearable temperature during the day. There were a few keys to it, and it was often locked.

Simon's key was hanging off his shoelace, he kept it close.

The Sergeant knew he tolerated team members around him while working out.

"Spot me, please?" The Sergeant looked up at him, settling on the bench some time later. Simon was drinking from a large bottle, his Adam's apple bobbing steadily. He put a thumb up and finished the bottle.

He didn't have to help out Gaz for a long time, longer than he expected him to last.

"So, why'd she leave?" He asked Simon after a lighter set when the bar clinked into place on the frame.

"Bad time to ask questions, Kyle." Ghost murmured from above him, a strange rasp to his voice.

"Price said-"

"Fuckin' hell."

"-that I should ask you." He replied and curled his fist around the bar again.

"What on God's green earth made you ask him?"

"Dun't know."

"Mind your own damn business next time." He finally grumbled when he caught the moment Kyle's resolve wavered. The bar clinked into place shakier this time.

Days passed. Hot, scorching, and monotone days, until the area around the concrete fortress was due for a proximity sweep.

Ghost grunted when the overeager Sergeant hopped into the passenger seat of the SUV. A small convoy set out at dusk to ensure safety around the base for some time and make quick work of anything that didn't belong there.

"Fucking Baltic out here, I tell ya."

He sighed at the thick Scottish accent. It made him crawl up the wall at times.

"Belt, Soap." He grumbled the command at him as he turned the keys, and the ignition sparked.

The watch passed without major complications. Miniscule dust devils danced in the distance, illuminated by nothing more than the stars and the SUV's headlights.

Sand thickened and became packed with moisture in some areas. The GPS beeped every now and then, an intricate set of noises that both men understood, giving them directions in the pitch-black night of the ever-changing Sahara.

They got back into the car after disembarking to send a wandering group further from the perimeter.

A thin layer of sand settled on their shoulders and seeped between their fingers, setting both of them slightly on edge.

"We're a man short." Soap muttered as he unlaced his boots to shake the sand out of it.

He sighed, as he knew Soap was right.

"You moan enough for two people, go drive alone." He replied, and shook some fine sand from his sleeve.

"You're not this insufferable usually." Soap retorted. "What's gotten into ya?" The Scot shook his head and laced up his boot again. "It was her, wasn't it?"

He grumbled, warning.

"Why'd she leave anywae?" Soap mused, seemingly growing to enjoy the jest.

He bit his tongue in an attempt to prevent himself from saying anything.

"Don't be a dunce." Soap's words were partly muffled by the engine starting up again.

"Leave it." He warned again.

"Aren't you…"

"No." He turned on the headlights. "When I say leave it, you leave it."

The lights hummed steadily, illuminating the golden dunes in front of them.

The rest of the ride passed in silence.

"You know you can't keep secret about this forever." The Captain remarked coldly.

He handed Simon another paper, and he scribbled his signature on it hastily, avoiding the answer.

"They caught on. They started asking me. I won't tell anything, but that won't sate them for long. They'll come knocking on your door soon."

"I know." He grumbled with force.

"Tell them yourself before they start making up their own stories." The Captain took the last paper from him and left the room without a word more.

The lecture hung heavily in the air, making the denseness of it even more unbearable.

Chapter 2 - Part 2

Plots form best under the harshest of circumstances. And heat, the most unnerving of all births deadly parasites. Blood boils, and emotions heighten.

Tempers run short.

Captain Price was called on. A precise team to snuff out a particularly nasty band of insurgents down South.

And he obliged, taking his three best men with him.

Ghost and Soap were tasked to flush two smaller buildings, while Price and Gaz took the larger one.

Soap and the Captain took a bullet each.

And Ghost blamed himself.

Radio connection established between the two teams, they entered at the same time, at different points.

Ghost ordered Soap to retreat behind a stack of crates when unexpected company arrived some rooms into the building.

"Flash!" His yell tore through the hall, followed by the muted explosion and half a magazine unloading.

"Fuck! Ghost!" Soap yelled from behind the crates.

"You hit?" He asked hastily, and Soap denied.

"Trigger control, steamin' Jesus!" The Scot emerged from behind the boxes with a disapproving look on his face and looked across the three unmoving bodies laying on the floor, courtesy of Ghost.

And that was when it happened. He was out.

It is always a bad time to reload.

Ghost knew that.

A bullet wheezed past Soap's nape, and another tore into his shoulder.

Before he knew it, the two people entering the room lay dead on the floor. Soap panted on the floor, his arms still raised, hands holding a smoking pistol.

They locked eyes.

The radio jolted awake when Ghost was bandaging Soap.

"0-7, c'me in." Price's voice was stern through the filter of the radiowaves.

"Soap. Ghost's fixin' me up." The Scot explained while he looked back at Ghost working on stopping the bleeding from the torn flesh on Soap's shoulder.

"We're done with our building. Looks like the place was a bust." The Captain's voice exerted, he was on the move.

"There's plenty to have at in ours. Pay us a visit." Soap answered with a smile tugging at his lips despite the pain he was in.

"Up." Commanded Ghost and Soap stood up.

He grabbed his radio and spoke. "We could use the help." And with that, he left the room, weapon on low ready.

The old formation soon met.

Everyone knew their job.

And Ghost fucked up. He passed a room unchecked.

Gaz had to be left behind with Price, as he caught a mouthful of buckshot to the side from the unchecked darkness.

An hour later, the intel was in their hands. Still, mood in the exfil helo was despondant. The Captain broke a fever and Soap was in an even worse shape.

"Can't afford to send you home." The Captain turned to Ghost. "Pull yourself together."

Ghost removed his helmet and scratched his ungracefully lowered head.

"Tell them for all I care. Or don't. Whatever gets you straight again."

The next time Ghost talked to the Sergeants, it was back at base. Soap's one arm in a sling, the other holding a book open, Gaz stitching a pair of ripped cargos. Ghost entered the rec room and sighed, seeing the other two men immersed in their separate activities.

The sun was long banished to behind the mountains, and the moon shied behind thin clouds.

The air was cool, calm, and unbothered.

He stood in the doorway watching the men until Soap looked up at him.

"Thought you went to sleep." He muttered, gaze turning back to trail lines in the boring mid-century book from one of the dusty shelves.

"Can't." He answered Johnny. "Listen."

Both men's brows knitted. Simon searched for their gaze. He didn't move much, his hands in his pocket, mask flush on his face.

"The Sergeant is my wife." An embarrassing blush spread across his features. He looked down. "Not technically, but she is. We've been married for… over a year now. That's all you need to know."

He never waited for answers, and neither did he plan on starting that night.

By the time Johnny and Kyle locked eyes, he was long gone. Perched on the flat roof of the building, he smoked.

The Captain found him soon.

"Cat's out of the bag, huh?" He rumbled in pain as he sat down on a nearby exhaust duct.

Simon didn't reply. A puff of smoke enveloped him.

"How'd you arrange it?"

"In secret."

"I meant the lie. Was it your idea or hers?"

He turned to the Captain, mask half-ridden up his face, showing the glowing white of new and old scars in the faint moonlight.

"Mine." He rasped and turned away again.

"She's not coming back, is she?"

He shook his head.

"Be there for her."

He turned only his head and rested his chin on his shoulder.

The cloud covering the moon dissipated.

He couldn't look into the Captain's clear eyes even for a moment, the words fell from his mouth in a broken tone.

"I'm scared."

Chapter 2 - Part 3

Soap's stitches were still in when they left for home.

The Captain was sent on sick leave for a month.

Gaz was to leave for training up north.

And Ghost…

He called her. Before they departed; a quick call to inform her when they'd land and where. Luckily, close to her, the usual base they touched down on.

She agreed to drive there. Meet the team again, and the events would unfold then and there.

They both understood the weight of it now.

The men left the scorch behind. The deathly desert edge, where even the most battle-hardened soldier knows wit's end.

Where life still found a way.

She underwent a different hell than the men during her time at home.

A resignation, a discharge, doctor's visits, and the unexplainable nature of it all to her family. An immigrant family to the UK, fleeing the wrath of the Eastern bloc arrived on the Isles to bring a better life to their unborn daughter. Raised her with clear values and strict morale that now only felt like a distant past to her any more.

She didn't dare tell them.

She closed the car door, hoping to trap the thoughts inside, and headed for the airfield.

Flashing clearance, she was in just as the plane landed. They filtered off, accompanied by another few soldiers.

Her gaze fixated on his tall form, following it as long as she could.

Minutes later, he emerged from one of the corridors she knew so well. He was wearing jeans and a zip-up jumper with the hood draped over his head.

That balaclava he always insisted on wearing while off-duty covered his features.

She'd never seen his entire face.

"Hi." She tried.

"Johnny was just after me. Hold my hand." He murmured. There was no threat to his voice, it was calming if anything. She obliged.

Johnny couldn't have seen her form hidden by his and was startled as he walked past.

"Steamin' Jesus, Di." He lifted his good arm and smoothed a hand over his heart.

She flashed him a weak smile.

"Ghost." Johnny nodded toward him and walked on as if nothing happened.

The doors behind her soon opened, then closed.

A hand found his shoulder and squeezed it.

"See you around, son." The voice was the Captain's.

"Will do, boss." He replied, unmoving, catching the Captain's form in his peripheral as he walked by with Kyle in tow.

"G'bye, you two." Kyle turned around and lifted his hat a bit while walking.

The door opened and closed again. It was just the two of them remaining.

Hands still intertwined, lost in the presence of eachother.

It was getting dark out.

"How you been?" He asked and readjusted the bag on his shoulder.

She let her hands fall.

"Been better. Yourself?"

They slotted next to each other and started walking toward the door the other previously left through.

"'m alright." He spoke as he held open the door for her. She ducked under his extended arm and passed him.

A few more corridors, a paper signed, and a last door opened.

Fresh air, crisp and lush.

The three men standing around a car, Kyle's. The Captain smoked.

"I want to talk to them." She gave them a quick look and smiled as Kyle caught her gaze.

"Not the best time." He murmured.

He recognized her car and turned towards it.

"Why?" She almost stopped, her gaze searching his.

"It's all too new for them. And I'm not in the mood to make up stories."

"Fair point." She unlocked the car from afar. He put his bags in the boot.

"I'll drive." He lazily commented just as she opened the driver's side door.

"You don't know where I live." She scoffed, one leg already in the car.

"Well, you're not mute."

She sighed and removed her foot from the car, and got in on the other side.

"I'll stay." He said firmly, in a voice she got used to hearing during missions. "For tonight, at least." He got into the car and adjusted the seat to his height.

His voice sounded sincere, almost domestic.

"Th--thank you." She muttered, looking out the window and away from him. Her cheeks burned.

"You can take the couch and I'll drive you home tomorrow morning." She offered once they turned onto the highway.

"Sure." He blinked up the rear-view mirror and switched lanes.

His hands rested on the steering wheel lazily yet still firm, she noticed.

"Don't get scared in case I have to hurl in the morning." She added, resting her chin in her hand propped up by the window.

He hummed affirmatively, and they drove along in silence for a few minutes. Orange lights illuminated the blue tarmac of the road.

"When did it start?" He asked, in an attempt to ease her mood.

"The morning sickness?"

He nodded.

"Uh… Few weeks now. The doctor said it should be over with soon."

"Okay."

They drove on for a couple minutes before he talked again.

"Anything else? Symptoms I mean." He blinked at her for a moment again.

She smiled lightly and bit her lip. "Emotions, cravings are starting, and I'm bloody tired all day."

"Alright." He nodded and opened his mouth again before he could think. "'m just worried about you."

"I… Understand."

"Haven't had time or connection to read up on anything, frankly." His finger drummed lightly on the steering wheel as he talked to underline his words. Her eyes were glued to them. "Had to ask Price… Jesus. Had to ask Price what I should do with you once I'm back. It shows he doesn't have kids."

That elicited a chuckle from her, the first one he heard her break in a long time.

Longer than he then realized he could go without.

Part 3 // masterlist

a/n: I have begun work on Chapter 3 already, but I won't see it coming out this month. it all depends on my cycle, and how much baby fever it dares give me. until then feel free to share this, and a heads up; I'm taking criticism.

[wqbytop100]

WQBY

Top100 for the week ending July 21, 2024

Naked & Alive --Milky Chance -2 --8weeks-- (1week@#1)

End Of Time --Lucas & Steve, LAWRENT f/Jordan Shaw -1 [8weeks@#1] --12weeks--

Tease Me --Nicky Your -3 --4weeks-- (#2)

Outside Of Love --Becky Hill -4 --16weeks-- (#2)

Larger Than Life --Armin Van Buuren -6 --6weeks--

Heat --Tove Lo, SG Lewis -10 --3weeks

Whatever --Kygo f/Ava Max -13 --13weeks--

One, Two & 3 --Galantis -21^ --16weeks-- (#2)

Heaven Or Not --Diplo, Riva Starr f/Kareem Lomax -7 --15weeks-- (#3)

I Had Some Help --Post Malone, Morgan Wallen -8 --10weeks-- (#2)

Shallow Water --Elderbrook -9 --6weeks-- (#9)

Music Is Better --RUFUS DU SOL -12 --4weeks--

Midnight Ride --Orville Peck, Kylie Minogue, Diplo -5 --6weeks-- (#3)

Disconnect --Becky Hill -14 --10weeks--

Dance Through The Night --Gryffin, Whetham, Norma Jean Martine -15 --2weeks--

Role Model --Fat Boy Slim, Dan Diamond, Luca Guerrieri -11 --9weeks-- (#10)

Lost In Space --Foster The People -23 --5weeks--

Hero --Vintage Culture, Emery Taylor -28^ --8weeks--

Brad Pitt --COIN -29 --4weeks--

I Go Dance --Kiesza -20 --7weeks-- (#13)

Unsure --Alan Walker, Kylie Cantrail -16 --5weeks-- (#15)

Love & Pain --Enrique Iglesias -19 --15weeks-- (#3)

Lighter --Galantis, David Guetta, 5 Seconds of Summer -18 --23weeks-- (2weeks@#1)

Summer's Back --ALOK, Jess Glynne -24 --5weeks--

Joyride --KeSha -26 --2weeks--

Buscando Money --TWENTY SIX, Tayson Kryss -25 --13weeks-- (#3)

Give Me Your Love --Benny Benassi, Nu-La -78 --2weeks--

LA --Northeast Party House --17 --9weeks-- (#14)

Take Me To The Beach --Imagine Dragons -32 --3weeks--

Hell Together --David Archuleta -30 --16weeks-- (#10)

Underwater --DubVision, Afrojack -22 --21weeks-- (#11)

Multiply --Becky Hill -27 --7weeks-- (#9)

Wake Up --Imagine Dragons -34 --3weeks--

Bittersweet --LP Globbi, Portugal, The Man -75 --2weeks--

Eyes Closed --Imagine Dragons -33 --13weeks-- (#6)

Lovers In A Past Life --Calvin Harris, Rag'N'Bone Man -31 --13weeks-- (#10)

Left Or Right --Laidback Luke, Mathew Nolan -35 --8weeks-- (#25)

It's Love (Trippin) --Kolsch, Goldtrix, Andrea Brown -38 --6weeks-- (#35)

Can't Slow Down --Almost Monday -39 --7weeks--

Sleep Tonight (This Is The Life) --Switch Disco, R3HAB, Sam Feldt -37 --19weeks-- (#3)

Your Shine --BAKERMAT, Fly Disco Butter -42 --3weeks--

Looking For Joy --Kaleena Zanders -43 --3weeks--

Addicted --ZERB, The Chainsmokers f/INK -36 --16weeks (#9)

Perpetual Motion --Phantoms -45 --5weeks--

Out Of Time --ZEDD, Bea Miller -47 --3weeks--

Barcelona --Alan Walker, Ina wroldsen -46 --5weeks--

Breathe You In --Gorgon City, NORTH -48 --3weeks--

Stumblin' In --CYRIL -49 --4weeks--

A Tear In Space --Glass Animals -50 --6weeks--

Fallin Luv--Gordo, Jeria -40 --13weeks (#8)

Beat Of Your Love --Ownboss, LAWRENT f/EKKO -41 --19weeks-- (#5)

Look At That Woman --Role Model -44 --4weeks-- (#44)

Morning --Cheat Codes X Jason Derulo -53 --8weeks-- (#37)

My Fault --Shaboozey, Noah Cyrus -60 --6weeks--

Whateva --Kyle Walker -63 --6weeks--

I Believe --Bassjackers, WUKONG, D Jayne -68 --9weeks--

White Claw -Yung Gravy, Shania Twain -70 --3weeks--

Ten (Get Back Up) --Nathan Dawe, MNEK -71 --3weeks--

Paradise --Madison Rose --73 --7weeks--

Where Are You Tonight --KREAM -76 --2weeks--

Me Before You --Kygo, Piested -77 --2weeks--

Pretty Low --Dillon Francis, Galantis, Arden James -79 --4weeks--

Water --The Floorplan -80 --4weeks--

No Shade At Pitti --The Chainsmokers -54 --10weeks-- (#19)

Gravity --Frank Walker, Tyler Shaw -66 --6weeks-- (#43)

Carry You Home --Alex Warren -69 --6weeks--

Under The Sun --Ella Henderson, Switch Disco, ALOK -83 --4weeks--

Just A Dance --Alfie Templeman, Nile Rodgers -84 --3weeks--

A Bar Song --Shaboozey, David Guetta -88 --4weeks--

The Craving --Twenty One Pilots -55 --8weeks-- (#31)

One Cry --Galantis, Rosa Linn -56 --9weeks-- (#23)

Take A Moment --ATB, David Frank -57 --23weeks-- (#11)

What if We Met --Ali Gatie -58 --19weeks--(#3)

Sun Comes Up --Timmie Trumpet, Sam Feldt, Ekko, Joe Taylor -74 --8weeks-- (#66)

Glad I Found You --Elderbrook, George Fitzgerald -72 --12weeks-- (#23)

Without You --Disco Fries, Lavish Life -59 --19weeks-- (#11)

We Ain't Good At Breaking Up --Brothers Osborne -52 --16weeks-- (#12)

Houdini --Eminem -51 --6weeks-- (#33)

The Moves --NEIKED, Muni Long, Nile Rodgers -62 --15weeks-- (#13)

Old Fashion Feeling --Midland -67 --7weeks-- (#45)

Jet Plane --R3HAB, VIZE, JP Cooper -65 --26weeks-- (2weeks @#1) --->

Endless Night --Matea -85 --4weeks--

Spiral --Sofi Tukker -89 --2weeks--

Rescue Me--Syn Cole, Parson James -81 --4weeks-- (#81)

Close Your Eyes --Matt Sassari, Dillon Francis, James Carter -86 --4weeks--

Without You --Kygo f/HAYLA -87 --4weeks--

Resonate --John Summit, Kaskade, Julia Church -90 --2weeks--

It's That Time --Marion Hoffstadt, (Fisher Remix) -94 --2weeks--

Cut --Marin Morris, Julia Michaels -95 --3weeks--

Kissing Strangers --USHER -64 --24weeks-- (#5) --->

God Don't Leave Me Alone ---Gioli & Assia -61 --10weeks-- (#35)

Wherever You Are --Martin Garrix, DubVision, Shaun Farrugla -82---6weeks--

The Future Is A Foreign Land --Ghost -92 --2weeks-- (#92)

Heatbreaker --Purple Disco Machine, Chromeo -93 --2weeks--

***Shallow Water --Elderbrook (Club Mix) -(new) ---1week--

***Freefalling --Gem & Tauri, Eyes Everywhere, Sarah de Warren -(new) --1weeks--

***Some Like It Hot --VASSY, Saint Rock -(new) --1week--

You Look Like You Love Me --Ella Langley, Riley Green -91 --2weeks- (#91) --->

Me Caes Muy Bien --Deorro -96 --6weeks-- (#67) --->

***Leave With My Love --Ayokay - (new) -1week-

4New on the Chart this week 7/21/24 #95 Shallow Water --Elderbrook (Club Mix) #96 Freefalling #97 Some Like It Hot #100 Leave With My Love

***new on the chart ---> off next weeks chart

[doodling-doodle]

Fluffcember 2023!

Day 18: Building a gingerbread house

Rosalie x James

"Oh, are you making this a challenge?" James asked when Rosa said that she would make the better gingerbread house.

"If you want it to be."

He smirked, "We're going to the store tomorrow and getting everything."

"You're on."

He stuck true to his word, both of them going to the store the next day and getting so much icing, and little peppermint candies, candy canes, and gumdrops- anything they could think of. They weren't holding back.

"You're on." Rosa said when they got home. 

They immediately started working on their houses… which quickly turned into villages. Rosa had even made street lights out of candy canes and gumdrops, and made paths out of peppermints.

"What are you two doing?" Kyle asked when they finished both of their little villages.

"We got competitive." Rosa said, shrugging while she licked icing off her fingers.

Kyle looked at both of them, chuckling, "Kids, really?"

"Who wins?" James asked

Kyle squinted, looking them both over again.

"Rosalie wins."

[kyleaichele]

Owner and operator, Kyle has over 24 years of lawn care and landscaping experience. He began his own company in North Dakota by accident. It started as side jobs, but became so successful that he formed a company and branched out to many areas within the lawn care industry. Since then, he has brought his family and his business to the beautiful Emerald Coast and serves the community with creative, excellent, and beautiful land care services.

[manesalex]

Every Alex Manes Scene (234d/?)

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[thedepressedweasel]

My Lieutenant Jasper "Eyepatch" Koopa x Carmine Koopa playlist

Next up is my Lieutenant Jasper "Eyepatch" Koopa x Carmine Koopa playlist, ladies and gentlemen! Enjoy!

"The Walk" by Imogen Heap

"Claire de Lune" by Claude Debussy

"In My Mind" by Pascal Junior ft. SBSTN

"Jacaré" by Sofi Tukker

"Mas Que Nada" by Sergio Mendes

"Drinkee" by Sofi Tukker

"Counting Stars" by Sugarcult

"I Need To Know" by Marc Anthony

"Beautiful Girl" by Junge Junge ft. Kyle Pearce

"Escape" by Kaskade, Kx5 and deadmau5 ft. Hayla

"While Your Lips Are Still Red" by Nightwish

"When Your Eyes Say It" by Britney Spears

"We Belong Together" by Mariah Carey

"Take My Breath Away" by Jessica Simpson

"Les Mots" by Mylène Farmer ft. Seal

"Chi Mai" by Ennio Morricone

"Slow, Love, Slow" by Nightwish

"Shipwreck" by Klangkarussell

"Love Like That" by Kaskade ft. Dani Poppitt

"Warm Embrace" by Bella Sonus

"Bamboleo" by The Gipsy Kings

"Call Me Maybe" by Carly Rae Jepsen

"Desert Rose" by Roudeep

"Dark Love" by Roudeep

"Running Scared" by Ell & Nikki

"This Time" by Avoure

"The Mystic's Dream" by Lorenna McKennitt

"Only Time" by Enya

"Samba" by Gloria Estefan

"La Isla Bonita" by Madonna

"Casida de la Rosa" by Duende

"With You" by Avril Lavigne

"Don't Lie" by The Black Eyed Peas

"Say It Right" by Nelly Furtado

"Ever Dream" by Nightwish

"Journey of the Angels" by Enya

"Faye" by Skylar Blue

"Aura" by Avoure

"I Can High" by Jay Aliyev

"Whenever, Wherever" by Shakira

"Toccata" by Paul Mauriat

"No. 1 in G Minor" by Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky

[dudethatkicksass]

Tftgs x sp au idea because fuck it, it's been rattling in my cranium for a hot minute.

( NOTE: I probably cannot replace or find an alternative character to fit each person in the series individually. A lot of the character fittings are also very, very loosley used in some cases. Also, I'm going off of memory here, so things are subject to change! )

Jack - Stan

Sabine - Wendy

Jerry - Kenny

Rosa - Kyle

Obrien - Cartman

Spencer - Trent Boyett

Keiffer - Mr. Garrison

Antonio - Christophe / Ze Mole

Benjamin - Chef

Extra Concepts

Beaux Couvillian - Scott Malkinson

Shape Shifter / Guardian - Gregory

Sagoth - ManBearPig

Agatha - Butters Grandmother. Idk. I just want Butters Grandmother to get the shit beat out of her in some timeline (this will be the one)

Vanessa - Tammy Warner

Travis - Butters

[theultimatefan]

Cho, Di Meo, Platt, Azzarello Headline Talented Comics Creators Attending FAN EXPO Cleveland

An incredible array of talented comics artists and writers, spanning more than a half century of work and encompassing dozens of the most popular franchises in the history of the medium through the present, will be on hand as FAN EXPO Cleveland today announced the Artist Alley headliners for the convention, set for April 12-14 at the Huntington Convention Center of Cleveland.

Among the superstar writers and artists are Frank Cho (“Liberty Meadows," “Wolverine"), Simone Di Meo (“Batman and Robin”), Stephen Platt (“Moon Knight,” “Wolverine”), Brian Azzarello (“Suicide Squad: Get Joker,” “Wonder Woman”), author Claudia Gray (“Star Wars,” “House of El”), Tim Jacobus (“Goosebumps,” “Spinetinglers”), Greg Land (“Wolverine versus Predator,” “Uncanny X-Men"), Jae Lee (“Seven Sons,” “Stephen King’s Dark Tower”), Yanick Paquette (“Wonder Woman,” “The Incal”), Kevin Maguire (“Justice League,” “The Defenders”), and Joe Wos (“Cartoon Academy”, “Charlie the Tuna”). Just about every franchise imaginable will be well represented, and comics fans will revel in meeting the creators who have made them possible. Q&A’s, interactive demonstration sessions, autographs, commission opportunities, and more make the experience a can’t-miss for comics lovers.

The field of creators also includes talents such as Heather Antos (Group editor, IDW Publishing), Sweeney Boo (“Harley Quinn,” “Marvel Action Captain Marvel”), Joe Corroney (“Star Wars,” Lucasfilm), Kyle Higgins (“Radiant Black,” “Mighty Morphin’ Power Rangers”), Matt Horak (“Spider Man/Deadpool,” “Black Panther”), Stephanie Phillips (“Harley Quinn,” “Rogue and Gambit”), Tim Sheridan (“Alan Scott: The Green Lantern,” “Flashpoint Beyond”), Aaron Reynolds (“Effin’ Birds”), Don Rosa (“Life & Times of Scrooge McDuck”), Stephanie Williams (“Nubia and the Amazons,” “Wakanda Forever”) and Thom Zahler (“My Little Pony,” “Love and Capes”), plus dozens of other local Northeast Ohio area writers and artists. The full list can be found at https://fanexpohq.com/fanexpocleveland/comic-creators/.

The quality of the creators in Artist Alley mirrors that of the FAN EXPO Cleveland celebrity roster, which features a first-rate list that includes The Lord of the Rings “four hobbits” Elijah Wood, Sean Astin, Billy Boyd and Dominic Monaghan, Danny Trejo (Machete, From Dusk Till Dawn), Charlie Cox (“Daredevil,” “Boardwalk Empire”), legendary director Sam Raimi, Vincent D’Onofrio (Daredevil, “Law & Order: Criminal Intent”), Alan Tudyk (Star Wars, “Firefly”), Brent Spiner (“Star Trek: The Next Generation,” Independence Day), “Charmed” star Rose McGowan, “Harry Potter” standout Matthew Lewis and Jason Lee (“My Name is Earl,” The Incredibles) and more.

Single-Day Tickets, Three-Day Passes, VIP Packages and Ultimate Fan Packages for FAN EXPO Cleveland are available now. Advance pricing is available until March 28. More guest news will be released in the following weeks, including line-up reveals for additional headline celebrities, comic creator guests, voice actors and cosplayers.

Cleveland is the sixth event on the 2024 FAN EXPO HQ calendar; the full schedule is available at fanexpohq.com/home/events/.

[michaeltrevino]

Kyle & Rosa Roswell, New Mexico | Follow You Down (4.11)

[roswellnmsource]

Kyle Valenti and Rosa Ortecho ROSWELL, NEW MEXICO | Season 3

[maycanady]

#BIG BROTHER KYLE!